This morning, I just woke up and saw Lan Lin fiddling with something in front of the computer. I asked Lan Lin,"Singing again? Why didn't I hear anything?" Lan Lin replied,"I'm reading your article!" Time Boils the Rain, Let the Heart Bloom. Well written. Why do I feel that your articles contain logic?”I said,"That's just how you feel. Actually, my article isn't that good."”Lan Lin said,"I think it's very good. I'll read it to you, and you can think about it as you listen." Maybe you didn't feel anything when you wrote it yourself. This might be the reason why your perspective was different when you wrote it and when I read it.”
Seasons beat the rhythm of time, and time joined hands with the journey of time. Fleeting years were always clinging to the hands of time, trying to make some ties, writing the joys and sorrows of time. Are you the only scenery I admire on the shore when I walk in the mortal world?
Hand in hand with spring, we must give the spring's colorful flowers the tenderness of life. In this gorgeous season, let the bees fly and butterflies dance to show off the beauty of the scenery. Let the fleeting years be the seasons, taking away some bursts of heartaches.
Hand in hand with spring, we must light up the vitality of the endless fertile fields that are covered with goose egg yellow and tender green. It made the light green light yellow set off the brilliance of the crowd. Let the fresh green fragrance enshroud the fragrance of fresh flowers. It gave a cheerful encouragement to the silent human heart, and a fresh and magnificent sight to the vast spring light.
Hand in hand with the spring, we must paint that touch of tender green over the lofty peaks and undulating valleys. It made the curves of her body look like they were filled with anticipation because of the green decoration. The blooming of the mountain flowers and the euphemism of the stream water were all giving the kindness of spring and the yearning of the season to the blue sky floating with white clouds.
Hand in hand with spring, we will sprinkle the pale yellow tender green all over the desert. Let it meander and linger, linking the greenery affectionately into one. Regardless of whether it was the ends of the earth or the corners of the sea. It was all because of the faint pale yellow green color that made her feel warm and carefree. No longer was there a slight sadness of the season because of the cold that had just left.
Since we have joined hands in spring, why not raise the sails of our hearts? Set sail on the boat of dreams in the clear and gentle lake. Raise your slender and soft hand, drawing a beautiful arc. Let the fleeting years touched by fingertips wash away the helpless bitterness of beauty. Hand in hand with spring, why not open your smile, let your smile be brilliant, soothe the unwillingness of the fleeting years.
Let time boil the rain and watch the stars move. Let the season greet the peach and apricot who have married the east wind, whether they are still heartless to the flowing water, still complaining blindly. Drifting in the wind and rain, are you my only one on the shore? Or was it the long-term attachment in her heart? No matter how much care I have, no matter how much unwillingness I have, the season has already made me step into the threshold of summer.
After embracing Xia Tian, he had to release Xia Tian's passion. Time gave the season's romance to the years, and let the years make a happy fugue for the fleeting years. Season held the warm hand of Fleeting Time and gently rubbed the pale yellow tender green. The myriad colors of spring turned into a cup of intoxicating wine. This cup of wine had passed through the mouth of time, flowed through the throat of time, nourished the heart of the fleeting years, and mellow the fiery emotions of the season. It made the pale yellow light green turn dark green. It gave the appearance of time a steady appearance. Let the season contain a boiling desire, ready to ignite the passion of summer.
Embracing the summer, the dark green will always spread the enthusiasm. Although it had brushed away a lot of the romance of spring, the depth and heaviness of it embellished the dream and shone with a mature halo. The peaks no longer attracted bees and butterflies for the mountain flowers. The desert and desolate beach no longer revealed a faint sense of loss because of the departure of tourists. The baptism of the storm had already taught the season to restrain its edge. The violent lightning and thunder had already made the tall pine and cypress know how to raise its head and stand upright. The thick dark green color concealed the romance of the season. The maturity and steadiness made Ji Jie learn to ponder. It also allowed the season to know how to welcome each new tomorrow.
After embracing summer, he had to let go of his passion. I'm still standing on the shore, have you left the harbor? I am still looking at the sail of the ship, whether your heart is filled with the sorrow of leaving. The pouring rain, the flooding, hastened your pace? Has the passing of time filled your heart with melancholy? Along the way, cicadas sang loudly, accompanied by the croaking of frogs. Did it make your heart feel lonely and desolate? In the night when Lotus told the moon about her longing, were there still tears that she could not bear to drop on your chest? I waved my hand weakly, trying to dispel the sorrow in your heart. Are you also waving your hand, trying to drive away the sorrow of parting that haunts my heart? Time boiled the rain, and the years were always full of the romantic season. Unknowingly, the autumn wind had quietly pulled my hand.
Time affected the pace of time. Did time give Fleeting Time too much gentleness? Fleeting years made the seasons cycle, but always let the seasons step on the footprints of the years, to grasp the hand of the dream, helplessly following the feeling of Fleeting years. Follow your heart and grab onto Dream's hand. Her footsteps became gentler and gentler as Shi Guang walked into Autumn's door helplessly.
Since he had walked into the door of autumn, he had to stop for a moment in autumn. Watching the autumn wind quietly, the dark green turned yellow. As the leaves wither, I see the trees and leaves in sorrow. It was not just the joys and sorrows of the seasons, nor was it just the confusion of the passing years. There were always tears of separation, whether they were telling the story of a broken heart.
Walking into Autumn's door, what he saw the most was the dancing leaves. Silently, the desolation of the morning dew had unknowingly stripped away her dark green makeup. Gradually, a dull yellow color was painted on Ji Jie's face. Under the eaves of the pavilion on the road, a lonely person was enjoying it alone. The withered leaves swayed on the branches. Too much helplessness, too much heartache, turned into a fog that filled the sky, into the continuous autumn rain and his own hesitation. He swayed, floated, flipped, and looked back longingly. The process of her heartbreak slowly falling down seemed to be a crying and wailing process. In the end, only bare branches were left on the tree. The merciless autumn wind swept away all the fallen leaves, leaving behind only the abrupt feeling of hatred.
The leaves whirled several times, but in the end, they still couldn't bear to see the loneliness of the tree. His enthusiasm turned into a moment of anger. From the initial one piece, two pieces, and then countless pieces gathered, surrounded, and returned to the tree. He had turned the feelings of his past life into a bet for the next life. He planted his warm blood into the fertile soil and returned the essence of life to the tree he trusted all his life. In the bleak autumn wind, let the tree enjoy the blooming of chrysanthemums, let the tree reignite the imagination of life. Let the tree no longer be sad for the short separation, let the tree's heart be filled with courage and hope. With a broad mind, to read the whiteness of snow, with a proud attitude to taste the favor of plum blossoms.
The season has entered the door of autumn. Will your ship also stop at the shore of autumn? I looked up at the horizon, but I could no longer see the white sail that was gradually drifting away. I don't know if the autumn cicadas, which are hard to fly in, have added a layer of solemnity to your loneliness. Extinguishing the candle and pitying the night scene full of light, whether it makes you even more repaid, holding hands and looking at each other with tears and bitterness. I could only silently say in my heart," Treasure it while you walk. May you be safe on your journey." At this moment, I truly understood its meaning: " If you're well, I'll have a sunny day."
Time boils the rain, allowing the season to patronize the winter cottage.
Since he had visited the winter cottage, he had to settle down calmly. Find a quiet place to live and build an elegant thatched cottage. He was wearing a cloak and holding a cup of tea. Stepping on the thick snow, he listened to the crunching sounds of his feet. He turned back to look at the footprints he had left behind, to see if there was still the charm of the four seasons. Looking back at the secluded path, at the end of the start, whether there was still the original intention of holding hands. Standing in the pavilion and looking around at the white snow, would he imagine letting a pure world purify his soul? Would a pure white world also give a gradual improvement to the charm of one's personality?
He looked up at the white peaks. There were also lush greenery that was rising in yearning. His tall figure and tall body were also looking down at the sky with an unyielding spirit. If the spirit of the pine tree cannot move your lonely heart. If the spirit of the pine tree cannot make your sleeping heart tremble even a little. Then move your gaze and try hard to find the red dot on the cliff.
The red that was not afraid of the cold. That Thousand Miles of Frost, the little red dot under his feet. That piece of loyal heart, that little bit of red dedicated to the sun. I believe that in the sky full of white, an insignificant bit of red will definitely inspire your courage to live, and will definitely be able to broaden your heart that has been depressed for a long time. It will certainly raise your ardent expectations and carry on the journey under your feet without hesitation.
Time boiled the rain, and Time was the witness. Time has witnessed the traces under the feet, and the fleeting years have comforted the sores of the soul.
Time boiled the rain, and the fragrance of spring flowers always called for the warm spring breeze, blowing away a romantic scene of butterflies flying and bees dancing.
Xia Youxia's passion was always a witness to Yue He Lian's love. The fireflies that flashed in the dark night sky were always trying to light the candle light of hope for the dull night.
The feelings of autumn, the sadness of trees and Ye Lichou, would always be gratified by the blooming of chrysanthemums.
Winter had its own heart, and winter could always settle the hospitality of the four seasons. Winter could always make the hurried pace of the four seasons calm down. The pine tree under the snow and ice, the red dot on the ice cliff. Always telling you my future expectations, always showing you the deep feelings of the season. As long as you are not disheartened, that little bit of red that you have been looking for for a long time will always bring you a long-lost spring breeze. The four seasons of Samsara would always repay you with a myriad of charms.
I don't know if you, who are walking on the long road of life, can experience that time boils the rain and the heart blooms. This is the most beautiful life. Time boils the rain, and flowers bloom in the heart, which is the most beautiful scenery on the road of life.
"What do you think?”Lan Lin asked me with a smile. I replied indifferently,"I still don't feel anything." "Why are you so stupid? I wonder if you wrote this article?”Lan Lin continued,"Look! If you think about it carefully, there are no small matters in the family. Even small matters must be treated as big matters. As the saying goes, if one does not think far ahead, there will be immediate worries. A small matter might seem small, but if it was not handled well, it might become a big deal. For example, two days ago, Mom caught a cold. Perhaps it was because she was getting old, but she kept dropping rice grains when she ate. You only said one thing: Mom, be careful. However, did you realize that the old man was a little unhappy? Because at this age, people were often annoyed because they were useless and could not do anything. If you said another word, the old man would definitely be unhappy, so the old man replied,"Yes!" Now that his wings have hardened and he doesn't need me anymore, he's starting to pick on me. So, this isn't a big deal! If you treat it as a small matter, you might not attract any attention in the future. As time passes, the old man won't think of you as anything. Instead, he'll think that I despise her for being here. I won't say it out loud, but you will, understand? So, if you see such a thing again in the future, just pretend that you didn't see it. After dinner, you just need to spend some effort to wipe the floor. There's no need to put it on the table, understand? To an old man, we should make do with whatever we can. However, to a son, as long as he discovers a mistake, he must correct it in time and must not accommodate it. Do you know the difference between the two?" I shook my head. Lan Lin continued,"The old man is waiting for his final destination. He no longer has the ability and power to decide anything. Whether it was right or wrong, it would not have much of an impact on the development and outcome of the matter. However, children were different. Children had a future. Once bad habits were formed, it would be difficult to correct them.”
Just as we were talking, we heard the mother bring her son back. It seemed that her son was crying. I quickly came out and asked,"You're already so big. Why are you crying?" If there was anything to say, just say it nicely.”"Isn't it a day off today?" her mother hurriedly explained. He didn't need to go to kindergarten anymore. When he saw Mei Zi go to work, he quit. He wanted Mei Zi to stay at home and play with him for a day, but Mei Zi had to go to work! Mei Zi said that she would play with him after work, but the child only started crying when she saw Mei Zi walk away. When I saw her crying, I immediately brought her home.”I said,"Son, you're in the wrong. Are you crying over such a small matter?" If you cry again, Daddy won't want you anymore." Who knew that as soon as I finished speaking, my son would casually grab a cup on the coffee table and throw it to the ground. Instantly, the teacup shattered. When I saw this, I was angry in my heart and immediately showed an angry expression on my face. At the same time, he said loudly,"You child, I can't control you just because you're a little big." Let me tell you something. You've learned how to break things. This is still okay! Isn't this a rebellion?" When his mother saw this, she quickly walked over and said,"It's fine if a child breaks a cup. Can't we talk about it later? Was there a need to scare him immediately? Let's go, baby. Go play with grandma." Who knew that as my son walked, he looked at me timidly and said,"I want to play with my sister. What does it have to do with you? I'm not playing with you." At this moment, Lan Lin came over and said,"Bao 'er, come here. Come to Mommy. Let Mommy see if you've grown taller today. Aiya, I haven't seen my precious baby properly for a few days.”His son might have felt wronged. After hearing Lan Lin's call, he walked over to her. Who knew that when he passed by me, he would stomp his foot on the ground to show his dissatisfaction with me. Lan Lin reached out and picked her son up. Then, she sat on the sofa and said,"Aiya! My baby has grown taller and heavier. Mommy can't carry him anymore. Tell Mom, what have you been learning in kindergarten these past few days?”"Children's songs, dances, and bouncing balls."”"Have you learned it all?" Lan Lin asked again.”The son replied," I've learned them all. I'll carry one for my mother. It's a little white rabbit, white and fair, with its two ears standing up…"”After the son finished reciting, he said,"I'll show my mother the new dance I learned." The son started to perform on the ground, and the performance was decent. His mother and Lan Lin clapped for him. "Did you learn anything else?" Lan Lin asked again. For example, what should he do with the auntie when he left the garden? Have you learned what to do at home?”The son said,"I've learned it long ago. When I leave the garden, I have to see Auntie again!" Saying goodbye and waving at the auntie was polite. At home, he listened to the adults, his mother, his grandmother, and his sister.”When my son said this, he looked at me and said reluctantly,"Listen to Daddy." Lan Lin continued to ask,"Were you obedient today?"”His son lowered his head in embarrassment."Not obedient," she said softly. "When have I not been obedient?" Lan Lin continued to ask. The son lowered his head." When my sister went to work, I said that she hadn't played with me for a long time. She said that she would bring me out to play after work. I didn't want to, so I cried.”"Is there anything else?" Lan Lin continued to ask. The son said timidly," Also, Dad told me not to cry. I didn't listen and even smashed the cup. She even stomped her feet and glared at her father. Mom, I was wrong." As he spoke, tears began to appear in his son's eyes again. Lan Lin said," Alright, don't cry anymore. If you're wrong, then so be it. But what should you do if you know you're wrong?”I saw my son slip off Lan Lin's body and walk in front of me."Daddy, I was wrong. I shouldn't have smashed your cup, stomped my feet at you, glared at you, and lost my temper.”I quickly said," Alright, you're still a good child after admitting your mistakes to Daddy. Daddy will bring you out to play in a while. Sister Mei Zi is an adult now, and adults have to go to work every day." It's just like how you go to kindergarten every day. If you don't go to kindergarten for a day, won't the teacher criticize you?”The son said," Okay. Later, you lead Mom, and I'll lead Grandma. Let's go to the park, okay?"”I asked my son,"Why do you have to bring Grandma?"”The son replied,"This is a task given to me by my sister. She said that if I am at home, I must take good care of Grandma." Because I've grown up. It's my job to take care of Grandma.”When Lan Lin heard this, she said,"See? She was not as good at educating children as Mei Zi! Mei Zi knew that he was a busybody. If he listened to his grandmother and wanted to run away, his grandmother would definitely not be able to catch up or stop him. Therefore, everyone knew that they were not allowed to run around. Grandma was old. If no one looked after her, she would not be able to find her home in a while. She would be lost. They had to take good care of Grandma. Everyone knew where the child's weakness was. The child had to be controlled, but he had to pay attention to the method. Otherwise, it would be counterproductive.”
After walking around the park for a while, Lan Lin saw that her mother was a little tired, so she suggested sitting down on a bench to rest. Moreover, she specially reminded her son," Mommy is going to buy apples. You are responsible for looking after Grandma. Don't lose her. Do you hear me, son?"”His son nodded solemnly with a very serious and responsible expression.
Not long after, Lan Lin came back with a bag of apples. First, Lan Lin said to her son,"Come on, son, it's time to eat the apple."”His son reached out to open the bag and picked the biggest apple to put into his mouth. At this moment, Lan Lin spoke again," Bao 'er! Didn't the kindergarten teacher say anything? Who should the biggest and best be given to first? What should a good child do?" When his son heard this, he immediately said embarrassedly,"Mom, I was wrong again. When we get home later, Grandma, Dad, and Mom, you can hold my criticism meeting!”As the son spoke, he stuffed the biggest apple into his grandmother's hand and said,"The best should be given to the oldest in the family.”Then, he walked back to the bag and picked a big one for Lan Lin."This big one is Mom's." In the end, she picked two small ones and said,"Daddy, we're men. Let's eat the small ones!"”I asked my son,"Why do you say that Dad is a man?" Why do men only eat small ones?" As soon as I finished speaking, I heard my son giggle and say,"Mommy! Are you kidding me? His father didn't even know why he was a man. Let me tell you, those who go to the men's toilet are all men. Men are all real men, so they have to eat the smallest.”When Lan Lin heard this, she said happily,"You're right, son. A man is a real man. A real man must be responsible.”The whole family applauded Bao 'er. At this moment, Grandma said,"Actually, Bao 'er is very obedient when you're not around." Every time I brought him out to play, he would hold my hand tightly. He never ran around. Another time, the two of us went to the supermarket to play. There were electric cars that sold for more than 800 yuan each. Bao 'er had taken a fancy to it and wanted it. There was another child beside her who had taken a fancy to it and wanted it too. Perhaps the adults wouldn't buy it and were lying on the ground crying? No matter how he coaxed her, she couldn't do it. I only told Bao 'er that Grandma didn't bring that much money. Besides, even if we bought it, you wouldn't know how to do it, and neither would I. How are we going to carry such a heavy thing home? Bao 'er immediately took my hand and said," Let's go, Grandma. We won't buy anymore. Let's wait for my father to come back!" As she walked out, she said," That child is really disobedient. Does he not buy it just because the adults say so?!" You're still crying. You're so disobedient." The mother took a bite of the apple and continued,"Of course the salesperson wanted to buy it for us, so she said, hey!" This child is really obedient. If you buy it and can't move it, I'll send it home for you, okay? Guess what Boel said? Bao 'er said," Don't you know that my grandmother doesn't have money? If you really want to give it to me, then give it to me when my father is at home. My father has money, and I can't spend my grandmother's money. I don't know who taught him, but this child always follows me when he goes out. When he's alone, he never spends money on things.”At this moment, her son pointed with his little finger and said,"It was Dad and Mom who said that Grandma doesn't earn money and Sister doesn't earn much. They said that they can't spend Sister and Grandma's money. Moreover, he said that this was a request and that he had to do it.”
It was almost noon. Lan Lin gave Mei Zi a call."Mei Zi, we are all playing in the park! Come to the park after work! Let's eat at a small restaurant next to the park.”
When we arrived at the restaurant, Lan Lin arranged for Mother to sit in the middle. Lan Lin and I sat on each side. At this time, my son came over and insisted that I move to a seat. He pressed Grandma down and muttered,"I have to sit next to Grandma. I have to get food for Grandma!”When Lan Lin saw this, she immediately praised her son,"Yes, very good. This time, Bao 'er has done very well. When Sister Mei Zi comes later, we'll hold a commendation meeting for our son.”At this moment, his son smiled proudly and turned to the waiter."Waiter, please serve us tofu and braised pork with preserved vegetables first. My grandma's teeth aren't good. Give my sister a hemp egg. My sister likes it. Give my mother a fish. My mother likes it.”After his son finished speaking, he turned around and said,"Dad, we're two grown men. We can just eat whatever we want.”When his son said this, everyone present, including the waiter, laughed. After the waiter smiled, he looked up and said,"Little friend, you're here again." The waiter looked at us and continued,"This little guy, his sister, and Grandma have been here a few times. They're very funny. Other times, he would always lead Grandma to her seat before sitting down!”At this moment, her son spoke again," Auntie, you have to wait for my sister to come before you can make the hemp seed egg. Otherwise, it will be cold when my sister comes."”The waiter hurriedly said,"Sigh! Little kid, don't worry! We won't let your sister get cold food. You're welcome to come often.”His son waved his hand and said,"You're welcome. You go ahead."”
After eating, they walked around for a while. Lan Lin was afraid that her mother would be tired, so she suggested going home. The son was still holding his grandmother's hand and taking care of her. I asked Lan Lin,"I usually go to work and do housework. I don't spend much time with my son. I really haven't seen his performance." Today, I was quite surprised to see him. Where did my son learn so many things? And he did it very well, which surprised me!”Lan Lin said," This is all a little bit of effort. It's all thanks to Mei Zi. It's not like when you asked for help when something happened to you. You learned it all at once. Did you learn it? Instead, it was formed by the influence of preaching over time. Unknowingly, it was formed imperceptibly. This is the reason why I can't bear to part with Mei Zi. Although Mei Zi has gone to work, according to the rules of ordinary families, she has long been banned from living at home. However, I'm not like that. Firstly, our son can't live without plums for a while. Secondly, plums have a huge influence on our son. Didn't you see that every morning, it was Meizi who sent him to kindergarten and picked him up in the afternoon? Did you hear Bao 'er cry and make a fuss every morning like other children? This was what Mei Zi had instilled in her mind long ago.
When he got home, his son might have been thirsty. He grabbed the water bottle with his hand. Just as he raised it to his mouth, the bottle fell to the ground and shattered before he could drink any water. My son seemed to be afraid. He looked straight at me, his mouth twitched, and he said with a sobbing tone,"Dad, I didn't do it on purpose. My hand slipped.”Lan Lin walked over and said to her son,"Bao 'er, it's okay. As long as it's not intentional, it's okay. Daddy won't criticize Bao' er.”Lan Lin said as she gave me a look. I immediately followed Lan Lin's words and said,"It's okay, son. It's fine if you hit him, but you have to know what to do.”His son regained his composure and said,""I'll pack up." I said,"That's wrong. You're still young! You can't do such a thing. If the adults aren't around and Dad and Mom are at home, you can ask Dad and Mom to clean up. If Sister is at home and Dad and Mom aren't around, you can call Sister. If only Grandma is at home, you can call Grandma to clean up, understand?”His son nodded.
The moon asked Wu Tong, how can we let our feelings always run along a good track? "Let time boil the rain, only then will the heart flower bloom." He was looking forward to it. He was looking forward to it. Wait, wait patiently, all the good things will come.”
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